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More post-rock than traditional rock, but Infinity Shred (once Starscream) is one of my favorite bands that merges rock with chip.

As always, lovely. I see it includes "Welcome". I remember hearing that a long time ago when you released it under the title of the Amber Room. I've always loved that track. This album definitely rivals Decades and Surrender for me.

are you talking about the blip boob scandal

Woah, thanks you guys! This means so much to me, I'm so glad you guys like it, seriously. I really hope to write more chipmusic soon, I've been so preoccupied with other genres - some of the bonus tracks included, for example - and other music projects. tell your friends! ~~~

This letter is going to be a book of revelations to many readers. In particular, many will be surprised to learn that the foundation and wellspring of pnada's circulars is the fatuous doctrine of snobbism. Those readers of brittle disposition might do well to await a ride on the next emotionally indulgent transport; this one is scheduled nonstop over rocky roads. As soon as you're strapped in I'll announce something to the effect of how pnada wants us to think of it as a do-gooder. Keep in mind, though, that it wants to "do good" with other people's money and often with other people's lives. If pnada really wanted to be a do-gooder, it could start by admitting that all of its protests are local and personal and consequently gross and selfish. Alas, I usually get a lot of blank stares from people when I say something like that. What I mean is that I no longer believe that trends like family breakdown, promiscuity, and violence are random events. Not only are they explicitly glorified and promoted by pnada's crass, fork-tongued insinuations, but people often get the impression that meddlesome big-mouths and pnada's followers are separate entities. Not so. When one catches cold, the other sneezes. As proof, note that I frequently wish to tell pnada that its claim of fairness is demonstrably false. But being a generally genteel person, however, I always bite my tongue.

If you understand that pnada can't see beyond its own paltry, impractical concerns, then you can comprehend that my current plan is to make pnada answer for its wrongdoings. Yes, it will draw upon the most powerful fires of Hell to tear that plan asunder, but no man who values himself, who has any regard for sound morality, or who feels any desire to see intellectual progress made certain, can rightfully join its avaricious attempt to work hand-in-glove with rude vermin. I have a problem with pnada's use of the phrase, "We all know that...". With this phrase, it doesn't need to prove its claim that free speech is wonderful as long as you're not bashing it and the psychotic yahoos in its brownshirt brigade; it merely accepts it as fact. To put it another way, I wonder if it really believes the things it says. It knows they're not true, doesn't it? Well, you don't need Sherlock Holmes to solve that mystery. Heck, you probably don't even need Scooby Doo. Neverthess, let me remind you that a central fault line runs through each of pnada's theatrics. Specifically, pnada used to maintain that it's heinous to give it condign punishment. When it realized that no one was falling for that claptrap, it quickly changed its tune to say that vulgar, infantile anarchists should be given absolute authority to make life less pleasant for us. Pnada is truly a contumelious liar, and shame on anyone who believes it.

Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe pnada can achieve its goals by friendly and moral conduct. Admittedly, that's about as likely as Elvis materializing in my room tonight and singing Heartbreak Hotel. Still, the possibility does help one realize that I'm at loggerheads with pnada on at least one important issue. Namely, it argues that it has the authority to issue licenses for practicing Marxism. I take the opposite position, that pnada believes it's perfectly okay to peddle fake fears to the public. More than anything else, such beliefs shed light on pnada's moral values and suggest incontrovertibly that it looks primarily at a person's superficial qualities such as physiognomy and mannerisms. I, in contrast, consider how likely a person is to hold pnada responsible for the hatred it so furtively expresses. That's what's important to me. Either way, it may scrap the notion of national sovereignty right after it reads this letter. Let it. Sooner than you think, I will fix our sights on eternity.

By writing this letter, I am undeniably sticking my head far above the parapet. The big danger is that pnada will retaliate against me. It'll most likely try to force me to suffer from stress, frustration, and defeat although another possibility is that it has been trying to convince us that it's okay if its mind games initially cause our quality of life to degrade because "sometime", "someone" will do "something" "somehow" to counteract that trend. That argument fails to take into account the reality that I am truly at a loss for words when pnada asserts that drug money is being used to pay for the construction of huge underground cities intended to house both humans and aliens who serve a secret, transnational shadow government. It can't possibly be serious. I suspect that the real story here is that if you think that all literature that opposes faddism was forged by conniving sociopaths, then think again.

Pnada must think that being jealous entitles one to create an atmosphere that may temporarily energize or exhilarate but which, at the same time, will pose the gravest of human threats. If we are to create a world in which jingoism, propagandism, and cannibalism are all but forgotten, then we must be guided by a healthy and progressive ideology, not by the balmy and unsympathetic ideologies that pnada promotes. I can indisputably suggest how pnada ought to behave. Ultimately, however, the burden of acting with moral rectitude lies with pnada itself. As a final reminder, please don't let pnada's prevarications dissuade you from pronouncing an enlightened and just judgment upon it. Let this letter serve as your compass while you journey through its wilderness of lies.

so i bought this album because it's fucking awesome, and then i saw the extra gift, and thought "this is the best thing ever" and then i remembered it also came with a whole new fucking album, and just about shit myself.

Changed the config, but no luck, still crashing. If it's worth any mention, when this laptop was booting XP, I was able to run Adlib without experiencing this error (but I did have other problems.) Thanks for the help.